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Angel_4.txt
Angel In The Woods - Chapter 4
Mf
Cons, Rom, Pett, Oral, Pedo, Piv, 1st, Teen, Inc
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Prologue:
This work of immoral fiction is a collaboration between me and another
writer. It began with an online conversation in December of 2008 and
was slowly developed from that short chat into what's being presented
for our readers' pleasure.
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Chapter 4: Virginity Lost -- Twice
A few minutes later Angela and Roy were lying in bed, both naked, but
not doing anything other than talking - yet. It had been a long and
interesting day, and Roy had been looking forward to this night for a
long time, but now, relaxed in the comfort his warm blanket provided, it
appeared that his Angel was almost falling asleep. With her head on his
chest and arms wrapped around his body, she began to talk quietly.
"Roy, I did something bad a few months ago. At least I think it was
bad. It had something to do with a boy I sorta had a crush on."
"Are you okay, Angel? If you need to tell me something important you
know I'll listen and try not to pass judgment."
"Well ... see ... I know that you want to be the first man I have sex
with, and I'd like that too, but it might have happened already ...
sort of by accident."
Roy was shocked that she was so aware of his darkest fantasy, but he
wanted to hear the rest of her story. "By accident, Angel? It's kind
of hard to have sex with someone by accident, unless ... OMG! Were you
raped, Angela?"
"NO! Well ... I don't think so anyway."
"You don't think so? ... Tell me about it, Precious."
"It happened after soccer practice one day. I went home with Jenny, one
of my teammates. We were just gonna hang at her house for awhile
because my parents weren't home yet. Her older brother was there. His
name is Jerry, and he's like fourteen. He's the one I sorta had a crush
on. Anyway, Jenny went to take a shower. I was waiting for her in her
room. Jerry came in and sat next to me. We were just sitting on her
bed watching TV and not talkin' or anything, then out of the blue he
asked me for a kiss. I was freakin'! I mean like, this is the guy I'd
been thinking about a lot anyway, and there he was, right next to me,
with his lips already puckered. I said okay and we kissed."
Roy smiled at the obvious wave of emotions passing through his underage
partner and suspected he was going to hear about something that was
potentially troubling. His training and experience at dealing with his
flock had taught him that the best thing he could do was wait patiently,
hold his Angel tight to his body, and let her say what was on her mind.
When he needed to ask something or prompt for more, he would, but until
then he was content to just lie under her and listen.
"Have you kissed a lot of guys, Sweetie?"
"NO! Jerry was the first one. It was okay, but no fireworks, you know,
like you see in the movies? Then he asked me to go to his room with
him. I guess I should have said no, but my heart was beating and my
head was spinning, and ... gosh ... is that what falling in love feels
like?"
"Sometimes. But I can't imagine you were really falling in love, Angel,
because there's a lot more involved when you truly love someone. True,
your body may be incredibly tingly, your heart beats a lot faster, you
crave the other person's presence more than anyone else's, but love is a
very complicated and troublesome emotion that is often confused with
lust. You know what lust is, don't you?"
"Uh, I think so. That's when people think about sex more than love or
anything else, right? Like the people in that magazine."
"Yeah, pretty much. But lust is a hunger that can sometimes overrun
your intelligence and is meant solely to provide a physical need for
pleasure. Lust rarely affords your partner with any measure of comfort
or lasting pleasure and is a very fleeting sensation. Would you like to
tell me more about Jerry? I'm very curious."
"Gosh, you scared me there for a minute. I thought you were going to
give me a whole sermon. I'm not sure I understand everything you said,
but I guess what happened to me is that I fell in lust with Jerry, not
in love. That sounds funny! Anyway, I know I shouldn't have, but I
went with him. When we got to his room, he locked the door. That
scared me a little, but still, it was Jerry. I've known him since I was
like six. We kissed again, longer and sloppier this time. He was
holding me like I was going to run away, but I was happy where I was.
Then he asked me if I had any sore muscles from practice. I told him my
calves were a little tight and he told me he could help with that, and
that sometimes he helped Jenny feel better after a tough game."
"He told me to lie down on my belly and then he got on the bed next to
me and started rubbing my calves. It felt really good so I didn't try
to stop him when his hands moved further up my leg. Then he started
massaging my shoulders. It wasn't like we were doing anything wrong. I
mean, I still had all my clothes on, and he wasn't like touching me in
any of those places that boys ain't supposed to touch you, know what I
mean? But then I got so comfortable that I think I fell asleep, and
then ... well ... "
Roy had a wicked idea that might get Angela to relax and tell him more
if the setting was right and she were more at ease. With a calm and
soothing voice he hinted to his young guest a new course of action that
might be fun for both of them.
"Angel? Would you like for me to give you a little massage while you
tell me more? It sounds like you enjoy massages as much as I like to
give them."
"Sure! I'd love that!"
"Okay, go put a top and shorts on similar to what you wore with Jerry
and I'll go slip on some cutoffs. I want you to try to recreate what
happened that time so it will seem real to you."
"Sounds like fun. I'll be right back." Angela ran downstairs and
pulled an old t-shirt and pair of soccer shorts out of her bag, but
didn't bother with panties. To Roy it seemed like only seconds since
the time she disappeared when, sporting a broad smile, she bounded back
upstairs and ran toward her special friend and confidant. "Okay, I'm
ready," she declared, sprawling face down on the mattress.
Roy positioned himself at her left side and gently rested his right hand
on the back of her legs across her calves. "I'll massage your calves
for just a minute and will work on your shoulders after that, okay?"
"Just like Jerry," she giggled. "Ummm, you have strong hands. Not too
hard, okay?"
"Nice and soft, Angel. I'll go slow and make you feel wonderful."
Roy loved the feel of her well-toned legs. The silken feel of her
calves and the way her body reacted couldn't be missed, a slight and
almost undetectable upward shift of her plump bum after he'd spent just
a few moments working on her supple calves.
"Tell me a little more about Jerry, Angel. Did he ever do anything to
give you any cause for concern?"
"Nah, before that afternoon I didn't think he even knew I existed. I
kinda thought he didn't like me or somethin'."
"So, after he kissed you he was rubbing your calves and then your
shoulders ... "
Roy kept softly fondling and caressing her calves with his right hand as
he shifted his left up her legs and dipped his fingers between her
thighs close to her bum. Her immediate and almost instinctive reaction
was to splay her legs a little bit. That gave Roy a peek under the leg
opening of her shorts which confirmed his suspicion that she wasn't
wearing her panties.
"Yeah, and like I said, I sorta fell asleep. I'm not sure how long I
was out, but when I woke up Jerry had moved. He wasn't beside me
anymore, he was sitting on the back of my legs close to my ahh ...
butt. I thought he had done that so he could rub my shoulders better,
but then I felt something moving inside the leg hole of my shorts. At
first I thought it was his finger, then I realized it was bigger than
that. It was hard and warm, and I was pretty sure what it was. I
couldn't believe he would do something like that, so I just stayed
still, pretending I was still asleep."
While Angela was softly talking with her face pressed sideways on a
thick, soft pillow Roy assumed a position over the back of her legs much
as he imagined Jerry had done, just close enough to stuff something long
and hard between her thighs if he had been a horny teenaged boy. Rather
than crush her under his weight he pressed his knees and shins to the
soft fabric of the bed while he shifted his hands to her shoulders. For
almost a minute Roy maintained a very effective series of strong but
careful manipulations of her shoulder, neck, and back muscles.
"So he wasn't using his finger but something else, huh? Would you mind
if I tested you to see if you could tell the difference?"
"Uh, I guess so."
With his left hand moving across her back, shoulders, and neck, Roy
gently began to slip his right index and middle fingers back and forth
along the opening of her shorts against her legs. There was no
mistaking that he was very close to that intimate region on Angela's
body that no guy other than Jerry had ever seen or touched, because
Angela was already showing signs of arousal, and a small glistening
sheen of excitement was peeking out from deep between her thighs.
"Was he touching you like this?" as his fingers slowly crept closer to
her vulva.
"Yeah, but that's your finger. I know what I felt that day wasn't his
finger, it was his ... his ... thing."
The moment she said the word "thing" he began to strum her plump and
very wet labia majora. He knew he was teasing her again by just
fingering her a little bit, but Roy needed to share in a brief moment of
tender affection and loving sex with his young partner before reality
came crashing down around his shoulders. The feel of her sex was far
more erotic than he could have imagined, even though he'd already spent
some precious time touching and licking her before.
"How does this feel, Angel? Am I hurting you?"
"N-o-o-o. It feels good."
"Just stay like that for a minute and let me see if you really can tell.
Guys can be pretty devious sometimes and I wouldn't want you to think he
did something that might have hurt you. Just lie still and let me make
you feel good for a minute. I'll let you talk more about what he did in
just a bit."
Angela was far too easy to talk into something like sex and Roy knew
he'd have to bore her with plenty of 'sermons' later on. But for the
moment and until reality broke through the haze of lust Roy was going to
give her a weekend to remember. For almost two minutes without a sound
from either of them his digits lightly caressed and teased at her tender
vagina, the snug grip of her slick and easily penetrated lips urging Roy
to try the real thing. If he was careful, he'd get his chance soon
enough.
"Roy, is that part of the massage?"
After he cleared his throat he admitted, "If you want it to be. But
maybe I should let you tell me more about what Jerry did instead of me
doing something to you. Go on, Angel, tell me more."
"Okay, but this is the embarrassing part. Like I said, I was just lying
there with my eyes closed, waiting to see what he was going to do. He
had his thing ... oh heck, I'm gonna call it his cock, okay? I don't
want to offend you, Reverend."
"Easy on the Reverend stuff, Miss!!! Right now I'm your Uncle Roy,
okay?"
Before she had a chance to answer, Roy leaned forward, pressed his mouth
close to her ear, and softly whispered.
"Sweetie, right now you're a woman and I'm a man. You can say anything
you want to ... even 'fuck' if you feel comfortable enough. I'm not a
prude and I know you're much more grown up than the ten year old I took
care of two years ago, so don't be afraid to call it his penis, or cock,
or dick, or whatever. Just say what's on your mind and I promise I
won't be angry, okay?"
"Okay. My friends call 'em cocks or dicks or pricks, but prick is kind
of a cuss word, so I won't use that one. Anyway, he was rubbing his
cock on my leg, then my bottom, and then somehow he got it inside the
leg of my panties. I started to get a little scared then, but I still
didn't want to stop him. I thought he just wanted to play with me, like
you're doing, but I guess he couldn't stop himself."
"Do you want me to stop touching you between your legs, Angel? You know
I will if you're not comfortable."
"No, that's all right. It helps me relax."
"Would you like for me to keep touching you with my fingers, then?"
Roy wanted to add "or would you like for me to do what Jerry did" but
chickened out as the words crested his lips and tongue.
"I ... I ... guess so, I mean ... if you want to." Angela
desperately wanted a repeat of the thrills he had given her that
afternoon, but she still didn't want to seem too eager. She wanted to
be his innocent Angel for a little while longer.
"Well, if at any time I do anything that seems crude or nasty, or if you
just want me to be your Reverend Roy instead of your naughty Uncle Roy,
then I won't touch you anymore or ask you to walk about without any
clothes on. Even though I feel incredibly honored and excited that
you'd want to be this intimate with me, I don't want you to feel as if
you're being forced to do anything."
"Don't worry. You can just be my naughty uncle. After all, this is our
weekend, right?"
"That's right, Baby, and I'll do everything I can to make it the most
special weekend in your whole life." The mere thought of 'taking' the
twelve year old sent a wave of guilt through his body, but the firmness
of his cock and the way Angela kept hinting at more intimate pleasures
kept the horny older man in place. "So, after your naughty fourteen
year old heartthrob had worked his cock inside the leg elastic of your
panties, what happened next?"
"He started poking around between my legs. I knew he was like trying to
put his cock inside me then, but I didn't stop him cuz I didn't think he
could do it. I thought a girl had to ready and help the guy for that to
happen. I felt him moving his hips and heard him moaning, like just
rubbing his dick on my butt felt good. I thought maybe that was all he
wanted to do, but a few seconds later I felt a sting right there where I
go pee. I really got scared then and told him to stop. I bucked my
hips back against him like one of those wild horses in a rodeo to get
him off me. He jumped up really fast and right away started begging me
never to tell anyone. I felt something wet and sticky between my legs,
but I didn't know what it was. Now I know it was probably some of his
eject -- ejac -- his baby-makin' stuff. What do you call it?"
"If I understand you correctly, Angel, he might have had an orgasm or at
least covered the insides of your cheeks with the lubricating stuff that
guys produce while they're excited. That's called precum and helps to
make lovemaking ... fucking much easier, especially for young women
because they're much tighter the first time."
"Oh, okay, I guess that's what it was. If I hadn't been so scared, it
would almost have been funny to see Jerry trying to stuff his thing back
inside his pants. It was still sticking straight out and he was having
a hard time hiding it. Unc, can I ask you something?"
"Angel, you can ask me any question in the world. Go ahead."
"When I got home that day I looked in my panties and saw a little bit of
blood. Does that mean I'm not a virgin? Cuz my friends have always
told me that a girl's first time really hurts, but this wasn't that bad.
I'm not sure if he even got his thing -- his dick in me very far. Does
that count?"
"To be honest you won't really know if you're still a virgin or not
until a man ... your first true lover can push his cock all the way
inside your vahhh ... pussy. If you'd feel better about it, I can do a
quick examination and help allay any fears you might have. Would you
like to be my patient for just a moment while your naughty Uncle Roy
turns into a gynecologist Dr. Roy?"
"Gyne ... what? Oh, you mean a woman doctor. Gosh, can you actually
see my cherry? I thought it was way inside."
"No, Baby. Your hymen, maidenhead, virginity, or whatever you'd like to
call it is a very thin membrane of tissue that covers part of the
opening of her vagina. Most men have never seen a virgin's pussy before
and wouldn't know what a hymen looked like, anyway. Would you feel
better if we both found out if you are still a virgin at the same time?
If you'll trust me I'll help to educate and show you what I'm talking
about. Just relax where you are and I'll be right back."
Roy leaned forward, pressed his lips to her cheek very close to her
mouth, kissed her softly, and then lunged backward. Moments later
Angela heard him practically tumble down the stairs, rummage around his
bathroom for a moment, and then the sound of his anxious feet as he
clambered his way back up to his first twelve year old female patient.
After she felt the bed move and his hands were along her hips, a smile
peeked out from behind her hair-covered cheek.
"Angela," Roy actually calling her by her given name sounded ominous, "I
promise I won't do anything to hurt or scare you intentionally, but I
need for you to be honest and tell me if I do anything that frightens
you. Will you be direct with me and tell me immediately if I do
something that troubles you?"
"Of course I trust you. You've never hurt me."
"And I make a solemn promise to maintain that sentiment, Angel. Now ...
lift your bum a little bit so I can slip your shorts off."
"Bum. That's a funny name for a butt."
"Yeah, I know. I used to do ministry work in Canada and they convinced
me to say it like that."
Roy looked down at Angela's bottom the moment she arched her back and
lifted her hips into the air. She looked so anxious and sexy when she
presented her ass to him like that and he hungered to have her in the
worst possible way. Moments after her shorts were drawn down her
well-toned limbs and off her feet he needed to see her completely.
Centering himself between her legs from behind he used the tips of his
thumbs to tease her butt cheeks apart slightly just so he could see her
pink rosebud. She was gorgeous!
"You're not gonna take my temperature, are you doctor?"
Roy was caught and he knew it!
"No, Sweetie. Just checking to see how you look from back here. Go
ahead and turn over, Baby. It's time biology class was in session."
"Okay. I can't believe you really liked looking at my butthole. Ain't
it kinda gross?"
"Angel, whether you realize it or not, God's creations are all
incredibly beautiful, even underneath and behind."
Roy felt a wave of embarrassment wash through him at the prospect of
bringing up scripture or sermons while his twelve year old charge was
lying half naked under his control and he was about to explore her
developing womanhood.
Angela rolled over as instructed. As she did so, she noticed that he
wasn't wearing his cutoffs any more and that Roy's cock, which had been
soft earlier, was hard again. It seemed to her that he was always that
way around her.
"Angela ... I want you to understand that for a few minutes I'm going
to be as direct and candid as I can be. I'm going to offer any
information that you need so you'll grow into a mature and informed
young woman rather than for me to keep being naughty. Please stay
focused on what I'm trying to show you rather than what I look like,
okay?"
"Yes, Sir."
That's when Roy withdrew a hand mirror and flashlight from behind him
and held them out in front of his body so she could see what he'd
collected.
"When I told you that we were going to find out together, this is what I
meant. You've probably never seen what you look like underneath, but
even if you have it's always much easier with someone helping. You
ready?"
"Yep. It's like show and tell. To tell the truth, I have looked at
myself down there before. I did it once when I was like eight, after I
found out where babies come out. I wanted to see how that was possible
but I'm still not sure."
It took a little maneuvering for Roy to position her pretty butt onto
his thighs, and once her pussy was much closer to his gaze and her
thighs splayed nastily, Angela blushed a brilliant crimson. After he
scooted forward and lifted her feet onto his shoulders he began.
"You okay, Angel?"
"I think so. I don't think I've ever been in this position before."
"Trust me! When you're older you'll become quite familiar with it."
That's when Roy began to display a vermilion hue to HIS face.
"I'm gonna ask for your help, Angel, so if you need to ask for something
that you don't understand, please be confident and adult about this."
"Okay, Doc."
"Use your fingers to pull your labia majora and minora open so we can
see your vaginal opening."
"My what??"
"Your ... oh, sorry. Your labia majora are your plump outer lips ...
here," Roy couldn't help but lightly caress her smooth and bald nether
lips and revel in the feel, "... and your labia minora are your inner
lips, like flower petals ... these."
Roy repeated his demonstrative illustrations by lightly tugging on her
bright red and highly sensitive petals, both of them very wet and so
supple he could have leaned forward and tongued her immediately.
"Do you understand now?"
"O-o-o-o- , that feels good. I like this kind of examination. Okay,
Doctor Roy, I understand."
"Easy there, Angel. This isn't for pleasure ... yet. Please try to
remain focused just a little bit longer. If you need for me to take
care of you I promise I'll do so. But for now let's get you educated.
Okay, now here's the complicated part. I want you to tease your labia
open with one hand and hold the mirror with the other. I'll control the
flashlight. Okay?"
"So I'm both your patient and your nurse? Okay, I'll try."
"Good girl ... thank you, Nurse Angela. Hold your lips open with the
tips of your index and middle fingers on the other."
"Like this?"
"Perfect!!! ... I mean, you're doing very well."
The sweat on his brow was evidence that Roy was having a tough time
staying focused, and Angela looked so incredibly beautiful and sexy as
she lie in a half curled fetal position tightly against his thighs and
very close to his face. Roy immediately saw the damage that Jerry had
done, and he actually began to tremble.
"Angel ... do you see this slightly torn little piece of skin just
below your vaginal opening?" Roy couldn't help but lightly stroke the
upper edge of her maidenhead and tease at her vagina as he looked into
her half closed eyes and quivering lips.
Angela moved the mirror a little and then proclaimed her awareness. "Oh
yeah, I see it. Is that my cherry? It looks like it's broken to me."
"Only partially, Angel. Yes, it's torn, but it needs to be completely
ripped for a man to have sex with you. Typically that happens when he
pushes his cock inside your ... pussy the first time."
"Ripped! That sounds painful. Isn't there an easier way?"
"Well ... there is ((there is? What is it?)) , but ultimately that
pain is a kind of reminder that a young woman is losing the purity that
God has given her long before she was old enough to have sex and was
still developing inside her mother's womb. It doesn't feel the same way
to all women, but tearing that tender sliver of flesh is the only way
she's ever going to have full sex."
"So, after I get rid of that thing, I'll be like a grown up woman and
can do anything I want to, right? I mean, as long as I'm careful about
getting pregnant, that is."
"Baby, do you really want to think of your virginity as something that
you want to get rid of? Once it's gone, it can't be put back."
"Well, it's halfway gone already, right? And it can't be fixed, so in a
way, I'm already not a virgin. Darn that Jerry!"
"Sweetie ... as far as I'm concerned, you're still a virgin. Since he
didn't get his penis ... dick all the way inside you, he really didn't
do very much."
"Oh, well if you say so. Hey, are we about done? I think the blood is
rushing to my head."
"There's only one other thing we need to talk about and that's what your
plans are for your virginity. You seem anxious to get rid of it and I
know it's going to be somewhat traumatic, soooo ... "
She knew it was time to drop all pretenses, and let her loving uncle
know just what she thought of him. "Oh, Roy. Didn't you hear me
before? I want YOU to be my first lover. I trust you and know you
won't hurt me any more than you have to. And besides, you've already
taught me so much this weekend that I think it would only be right."
Roy trembled at the thought of making love to his lovely and incredibly
sexy preteen playmate, even though he had fantasized about bedding the
child far more than he should have. He stared into her naively innocent
blue eyes and tried to consider the outcome of his next move.
"Are you sure, Baby? Do you really want someone my age to make love to
you for the first time?"
"I don't care about your age, Roy. Gosh, you've made me feel like a
woman all weekend, and now I want to do what a woman would do. Please,
Roy?"
"Well ... you realize that I've had dreams of your asking me that very
thing for a long time, don't you?"
"Oh, I think I've known how you feel about me for a long time. I knew
you weren't like any other babysitter I'd ever had. You've always made
me feel like I was your special Angel. So now, can I be a devil for
awhile?"
Roy's grin almost tore at his face as he answered, "Sure. I think I'd
like to have to wrestle with a little devil for the rest of our visit,
because I've have to fight that real bastard for years already. But
before we start I need to tell you something. You ready?"
"Sure!"
"I can't get you pregnant, Sweetie. When I was in seminary school I got
the mumps, and getting them as an adult ruins a man's chances of every
fathering a child. That's why my wife, your adopted Aunt Sally, and I
never had any children."
"Oh, I didn't know. I'm sorry."
"It's okay, Baby. God has had other plans for me and having children
obviously wasn't one of them."
"I guess taking care of me was one of his plans, huh?"
Both of them smiled at each other in a genuine sharing of immoral love
that seemed to be a gift from God. But a grimace on her lovely face
reminded Roy that Angela was getting quite uncomfortable in her
pretzel-like pose, so he reclaimed the mirror and scooted backward,
letting her back down gently on the mattress.
"Sorry, Angel. I think it's time we got you a bit more comfortable, but
I need to ask you one more very important question."
"What?"
"If you really want me to make love to you for the first time, would you
let me make it as painless as possible for you? It might seem unfair to
steal that awareness from you, but I can't fathom the thought of causing
you even that very special kind of pain that a woman must feel her first
time."
"Gosh, just don't make such a big deal out of it, okay? Let's just have
fun. This can be like our wedding night!" The silly girl giggled at
her own joke and then shifted slightly away from Roy. "I need to go
tinkle first, okay? I'll be right back."
Roy's heart was pounding in his chest at the thought of making love to
Angela ... a twelve year old preteen who was still technically a
virgin. His mind kept asking the same questions over and over. "Am I
crazy? Could I possibly justify my actions as decent and moral? In
spite of what Angela might eventually do on her own with some guy ...
possibly a reckless teen or maybe even an older man like me, do I have
any right to take this child's innocence and virginity away from her?"
As he wrestled with his conscience he heard Angela flush the commode.
Soon there wouldn't be any opportunities to deny what either of them
wanted, or he was trying to find any excuse to enjoy. Then like an
epiphany Roy realized that Angela wasn't just some brainless bimbo that
he'd found in the men's room down the road. She was an intelligent and
considerate young lady on the verge of womanhood. She knew what she
wanted, always had the determination to go after it, and was well
reasoned about her desire to learn from a gentle and loving man.
In spite of the immorality of his soon-to-be-acted-upon deeds, he
finally accepted his role in a young girl's journey into maturity and
womanhood. With only a few more seconds left to beg for some measure of
comfort, Roy did the only thing he knew to and asked his boss for as
much strength and guidance He could spare.
"Dear God ... please forgive me for what I'm about to do. I know she's
only twelve and little more than an innocent baby, but she's bound and
determined to find her way into the much larger world of sex and men,
and it would be so much better for her if she didn't experience the most
important part of her young life in the back of an old car or worse, in
some clumsy and inexperienced teenager's bed."
"You're almost out of toilet paper," Angela's voice interrupted his
prayer. "I hope you have some more."
With an almost child-like glee Angela jumped back onto the bed full of
nervous energy and anticipation. She knew what was about to happen, and
yet almost all of her fears had been conquered. Her last remaining
worry was whether Roy would feel bad about what they are going to do.
As soon as his angel was close enough, Roy grabbed her by the waist,
turned her around until she's lying on her back, and then began to
tickle her with wild abandon. As if she were nothing more than a five
or six year old Roy wiggled his fingers into her tummy, under her arms,
around her sides, and even tickled Angela between her muscular thighs
until she was squealing.
"You've mine now, Little One! Nobody gets to tickle you like I do, and
I'm not gonna stop until I hear those magic words."
Angela could barely get the words out between giggles, "Wh-a-a-t magic
words?"
"Not gonna tell ya! Nyah-nyah-nyah!!!" His fingers easily found every
spot on her lithe body that she'd kept secret from everyone except her
favorite playmate and former babysitter. His antics could have been
considered cruel as he maintained an almost over-exuberant sense of
power over the preteen.
"Stop! I---I'm warning you. Tee-hee-hee! When I lose it, I
start....gosh!...kicking. Somebody... STOP!... could get hurt."
In the middle of his wild and furious digital ministrations Roy stopped,
looked Angela in the eyes for about five seconds while she was settling
down, pulled her into his body for a hug that was the most impassioned
embrace they'd ever shared, and whispered something almost directly into
her brain, "I love you so much, Baby." He paused for a moment and then
whispered into her hair as it covered his face. "I'm a little scared,
Kitten."
Angela was shocked. First, he had said "Love", and now he was scared?
She hadn't expected that. Her head was reeling. She said the only
thing she imagined might help her older teacher and gentle playmate,
"I... I love you too... Roy. But, why are you scared?"
"Be ... because ... if you really want me to help you through this,
tonight is the last night you're going to be a little girl. Tomorrow
morning you're going to wake up as a woman. That carries a lot of
responsibilities, Angel, and I'm going to feel awful if you're not ready
for them."
She pushed herself away from his chest so she could look him in the eyes
and tried to share what was in her heart, "I'm not a little girl. My
breasts are growing and I had my first period a few months ago. And...
well... I've been thinking about this a lot."
Angela paused for a moment and then calmly spoke, "I. Am. Ready." As
each of her last three words were uttered she poked him in the chest to
emphasize her determination.
"Angel ... then, I want you to also tell me that you understand what's
about to happen. Even though I can't get you pregnant, there are lots
of boys and men that can't make that same claim. And there are a lot of
very dangerous venereal diseases in the world now. From this moment on,
you've got to exercise an incredible amount of restraint and control
over your body, okay? That's one of the most important aspects of your
responsibilities as a woman and you shouldn't take that lightly."
"Yes sir, I understand. After tonight, maybe I will go back to being a
little girl ... for awhile, anyway."
"That makes me feel both good and bad, Angel, 'cause I know in
everyone's' eyes that's what they think you are. To me you're the
embodiment of all that God has created ... beauty ... innocence ...
charm ... strength ... determination, and that loving appeal that only
fresh and eager young girls ... women have."
"Gosh, you make it sound like I'm some kind of superhero or somethin'.
Do I have a halo over my head? Is that why you call me Angel?"
"Yes you do, Angel. You carry it around with you like a prize that no
other little girl or careless young woman could possess. In spite of
your being here with me ... completely naked as we are ... you're
still and always will be the greatest gift God has ever given me. I
know you'll remember this night for a very long time, maybe even after
you're married and have your own little girls, but just for a little
while try to imagine what's going on in my heart and head, a battle
between right and wrong ... lust and decency ... innocence and carnal
awareness. Do you remember that sermon I gave about a month ago when I
was talking about how careless some people can be?"
"Uh, I think so."
"Well ... there are always repercussions for everything that we do ...
even what you and I are going to do in a little while. I know this
might sound a little bit like one of my bible-thumping sermons, but I
don't want to destroy your innocence without either of us being aware of
how delicate it is to you and how treasured it is to me."
Her fears had come true after all. Her beloved uncle was wracked with
guilt. She wanted to make him feel better, but wasn't sure how his
"little angel" could convince him that she had no doubts or hesitation.
Tugging at her deep well of strength and determination Angela
repositioned herself so she could look directly into Roy's eyes and
said, "Roy, everything we've done this weekend has been something I've
wanted and been thinking about for a long time. This," she patted the
mattress next to her, "is where I want to be, but only with you. You
are MY special angel, Roy, and I would trust you with not just my
innocence, but my very life. Now... is this something YOU really want
to do?"
Roy cupped the side of Angela's face, lightly stroked her freckled
cheek, touched her pretty nose, and then gave her a tender but very
brief kiss. "Angela, this is something that I've wrestled with far
longer than you might want to know. I've thought about you naked in my
arms and willing to give yourself to me for quite a while. You could
even say I've been trying to avoid being with you because of how much
I've tried to fight what I've wanted."
She smiled up at him and her hand moved to his lap almost without her
thinking about it. For the first time since they'd been together that
weekend her fingers were wrapped around his penis when it was not
engorged with blood. She knew that was an indication of just how
serious he considered what he was about to do, and all the consequences
it was going to bring about.
"You can't avoid me now," as she squeezed his soft cock to emphasize her
control over him, "so what do you want me to do?"
"I want you to be my innocent angel for one last time. Please lie on my
chest and wrap your legs around my cock. Once you're comfortable with
my dick being that close to your vagihh ... pussy, I want to give you a
nice cum without actually doing it ... having sex, okay?"
She nodded her acceptance of his request and stretched out on his body,
puzzled but still eager to comply. It took a few seconds for her to
position her legs to accomplish the hold on his manhood that he asked
for, but she finally felt his manhood squeezed between the middle of her
toned thighs. In tortuously slow movements Angela slid down a little,
tickling his warm, semi-erect tool with the fine hair on her legs. She
was actually getting a thrill from teasing him as she whispered "Like
this?" in a timid and intentionally demure voice.
"Yeah, but ... open your legs just a little. I'm gonna tuck my cock
snugly into place so you can enjoy this feeling as much as I will."
Angela not only splayed her thighs a little bit, but lifted her ass into
the air to greet his right hand as he moved it around the softness of
her flesh and into the natural crease that stirred Roy to such
excitement. Using the tips of his fingers Roy captured the end of his
penis and tucked it slightly further between her thighs, nestling a nice
portion of his throbbing manhood near the blistering heat of her
soon-to-be-opened womanhood. In a very restrained and nervous tone Roy
whispered. "Just relax and follow my lead, Angel. I promise I'll
explain anything that you don't understand, okay?"
"O-o-kay."
As soon as Roy had pressed the end of his dick into the deep chasm of
the young girl about to be deflowered, he softly whispered into her ear,
"Push down with your pussy and rock your clit against the base of my
cock, Baby. I want this to feel good to you."
It took her a few tries to figure out how to do what he had requested,
but eventually she felt the base of his erection pressing against the
most sensitive part of her body. It was a very nice feeling, almost
non-sexual, like massaging a sore muscle after a rough soccer match.
In a breathy and light expression of slight fear she asked, "Does this
feel good to you too?"
"Mmmmm! It feels Heavenly."
For the next half minute Angela kept working on improving her technique.
Once she got the hang of it Roy added, "That's it ... rock your hips
just like that and bring that wonderful feeling to that delicate and
treasured part of your new womanly body."
She spread her legs even wider, allowing her knees to rest on the bed,
which gave her more leverage as she moved her pelvis in a way she had
never moved it before.
"DAMN, Angel!!! That feels fan-TAS-tic! Are you okay, Baby?"
"Uh-huh. It's... starting....to feel... really good!"
Roy pressed his mouth as close to one of her ears as he could, her
beautiful red hair streaming down over his face and enveloping his face
in a blanket of sweetly scented locks that he'd always fantasized about.
"Make those nice feelings come, Baby. Keep rocking your hips and ...
nnnnng ... keep ... make it feel good, Angel."
By now, Angela knew what an orgasm felt like, and she also knew that
Roy's unusual procedure was bringing her closer to yet another one. She
was beginning to develop an addiction to that almost out-of-body feeling
that was soon to overtake her yet again. Her hips were moving faster
and harder, and it would have been very easy for Roy to push the tip of
his cock between her sweet lips and enter her heat just as she was
exploding. But he wanted and needed more than just fucking. He wanted
his young student and secret lover to remember their first joining far
into her future.
Roy could tell from her moans, whimpers, stuttering staccato movements,
and uncontrolled hip gyrations that she was about to have one of the
most erotic orgasms he could have wished for. Moments before her body
overtook her consciousness Roy shifted his hand around her hip, between
her butt-cheeks, and lightly pressed under and in. Each of her thrusts
and returns drew them slightly closer, closer, closer, the tip of his
cock slipping back and forth along that tight gash between her legs. It
was only a matter of time before Angela became aware of where he was
pushing and what she could do to bring their union to completeness.
Instinct took over, and her body did something that she hadn't even
known it could. She raised her hips and used her hand to position the
tip of his rod where she somehow knew it needed to be and belonged at
that special moment. She opened his eyes and saw the shocked expression
on Roy's face as she used the weight of her body to press down on the
focal point of their passion. She felt the pain she had expected, but
much less than she had feared, as her body opened to accept a man for
the first time. She thought she was impaled, but when she reached down
between their bodies she realized that only the head of his cock had
entered her tight vaginal opening. It felt like even that small part
was spreading her open more than she had imagined was possible. She
stopped and smiled at Roy to show him that she was all right.
"You okay, Angel ... I mean, really okay? We can go slow if you ...
Mmmmmm ... need to." While waiting for Angela to become accustomed to
his mediocre girth, Roy was also trying his best to keep from cumming
prematurely. Of all the things that he didn't want to do, it was to
spoil the moment by beating his young lover to a glorious climax.
She stretched out over his body, still holding his erection in the tight
grip of her newly opened vagina, and melded her body to his from her
toes to her nose.
"I'm okay," she whispered in his ear. "How far can it go? I mean...
my first time...is there room inside me for all of it, or is it
something I need to get used to?"
Roy couldn't believe the pure and unfiltered honesty of his
youngest-ever lover and wanted to share what he could, "To be honest,
Angel, I'm quite sure you're big enough inside to handle me ... when
you're ready. For right now just rock your hips under a little bit and
press your Mons Veneris ... your pussy mound into my pubic bone. I
want your clitty to get a good workout, 'cause I know you're probably in
a little bit of pain ... right?"
"No," she reassured him. "It feels kinda strange, but kinda good too."
With his reassuring words echoing in her head, she began moving her hips
again as she had been doing a few minutes earlier, but this time with
Roy's manhood clasped tightly within her. Gradually, a fraction of an
inch at a time, she felt it moving even deeper into her.
With each of her slower but more determined movements, Roy could feel
more of his manhood enter his young lover. Yes, Angela was incredibly
tight and his cock was throbbing as if he'd mistakenly stuck it into a
milking machine, but with each undulation of her lithe and muscular body
the tension on his flesh lessened imperceptibly, until half of his cock
was being hugged by the intense heat of a twelve year old's vagina.
"Oh, BABY!!! You're ... doing ... so ... MMMMM ... DAMN!!!"
Angela had been lying on his larger bulk and concentrating so much on
the unique feeling of having something inserted into that tender part of
her body that she had almost forgotten that there was a man attached to
that instrument of delight. When he yelled, it brought her back from
her dream-like state.
Her body took over again; without thinking she sat back up and with no
hesitation slowly and carefully pushed her hips down on his rock-hard
dick until she felt his pelvis pressed against her own. Words then
erupted from her lips that sounded more like a child finishing a finger
painting than a young woman having sex, "I did it!"
Roy stared with lust at the naked preteen as she looked down at him with
a mixture of surprise and glee on her face. Angela was so beautiful as
she slowly undulated her hips on top of his after she realized they were
completely melded together as lovers. His left hand couldn't resist the
temptation, so he lightly cupped and delicately fondled her developing
right and then her left breast, his right hand directed toward a more
pleasurable and potentially thrilling destination. The moment the tip
of his up-turned right middle digit wiggled its way between her nearly
bald pussy lips, he knew his young lover was going to squeal eventually.
The instant he found what he was looking for, he lightly, almost
imperceptibly, rolled her clit around for a moment, and then mercilessly
teased Angela by avoiding it. To further add to the wonderful sensation
he cupped and then tugged on any portion of her plump nether lips he
could and felt the softness that defined her sexual beauty. For almost
half a minute Roy slipped his fingertip down and around his cock as it
remained hidden inside her body, tickling any spot as lightly as he
could. Back and forth he traveled, slowly at first, but with the
confidence and maturity that only an experienced lover knew to.
Angela was beginning to moan and whimper slightly at each of his
actions, Roy teasing and lovingly being mean to his sexy preteen lover.
Rather than blast through their union and treat that special joining
like some crude sex act in a dirty magazine, he continued to go slow and
enjoy the lurid and immoral junction they shared in his vacation bed.
Everything that Roy had come to enjoy about sex with a woman was being
afforded his preteen partner, the digits on his right hand acting on
their own accord until he realized his left hand could also be brought
into play. Confidently but carefully Roy reached around her body and
insinuated his left index and middle fingers along her round ass until
she unconsciously tried to grant him complete and unfettered access to
her backside.
What had been mountains of pleasure between her thighs and in front
along her aching clitty was now a loving attack further down, behind,
and around that tight muscular grip that he'd strummed before. Each
second dragged on slowly as he lightly caressed her pursed opening,
staying outside of her body for the time being. Like that maestro or
skilled musician he strummed that tight array of muscles in a circular
and playful movement, lightly tickling back up her natural cleft until
his left hand cupped her full and strong butt.
To keep Angela at a state of euphoria he shifted his attention to her
clit again, two of his strong but graceful fingers beside her engorged
and aching bump. For years Roy had only allowed his fingers to tease
pages of his well-worn bible apart for the perfect passage or scripture
to help someone through a difficult time. What had been practiced and
studious attempts at searching out the greater words of his boss'
teachings were gentle and confident movements that afforded his most
prized and special student all she needed to know about sex ... at
least until her first real lover and heartthrob stole what was left of
her innocence.
What could have been perceived as a small toy inside her body compared
to the amplified manhood in his pornographic magazine was being eagerly
enjoyed by the twelve year old. Thankfully Angela had no real awareness
of what a man's cock should feel like, so Roy's average penis was
everything that her mind could want and body tolerate.
So much was going through Angela's mind as her body assumed control, the
feeling of their having sex like nothing she could have anticipated.
She could feel him between her thighs and shifting in and out of her
lips like some perverse Popsicle, her vagina granting his passage and
silently screaming for as much as her older lover might grant.
From the depths of his consciousness Roy began to whisper to his preteen
lover, "Roll it around and let me share with you what it's going to feel
like, Baby. I'm making love to you, Angel ... just you and me ... as
lovers. Feel me going inside your virgin pussy, Baby ... deeper ...
deeper ... deeper. My manhood is going inside your twelve year old
body and you love it, don't you, Baby?"
"Yuh-yuh-yessss!"
"Make all those feelings spread all over your body, Angel. Don't think
about anything else, Precious. Concentrate on us being together right
here ... joined in sexual bliss like the lovers we were meant to be."
Angela kept shifting her body up slightly to reposition her clitoris
against Roy's pubic crown so she could amplify the wonderful sensations
cascading throughout her developing body. Each time her small breasts
were lifted off his body and exposed to the air around them Roy took
command of her nipples and lightly tickled her erect points like a
perverse little boy toying with some strange electronic device. Her
nipples ached and buzzed as if she were plugged into a wall socket, the
sensation of his hands cupped over her growing titties like an open
flame that burned her tender skin.
"I love those sexy breasts of yours, Angel ... so soft ... so smooth
... so tender. I love the way your nipples are so sensitive and the
way your face quivers each time I lightly play with your puffy tits.
The tingle of your areolas are a giveaway, Angel, 'cause I can see you
quivering each time I lightly draw a pattern of circles around each of
your tender points."
Roy was literally torturing his previously innocent lover, doing
everything he could to bring her to heights she might never again
relive. Nothing could prevent him from trying to provide what a true
loving first sex partner should when a little girl is at the cusp of
womanhood.
Angela's furrowed brow was ample evidence that she needed something from
Roy, and he was clearheaded enough to see through his own fog of lust to
recognize it.
"You need to have an orgasm, don't you, Baby?"
All he got was a strained and highly suppressed nod.
"I'm going to take you there, Angel ... just relax and enjoy our bodies
being together and think about my manhood deep inside your pussy. I'm
making love to you, Angel ... nice and slow, loving, tender, naughty.
Make all those mysteries of sex that you'd always wondered about come to
life with me, Precious. Push in and out and feel me stroking you in
nice soft but firm strokes. Do it gently, Angel."
All of his words seemed to mask the reality of what the older man was
doing to his preteen lover, their sexes joined lewdly but tenderly.
Nothing could interrupt what was happening which seemed perfect, since
neither of them wished for anything else in the world than that one
special moment.
"You're mine, Baby. Right now your mind is filled with all sorts of
wonderful feelings ... your body is tingling ... your pussy is aching
... "
In the middle of his erotic speech Angela uttered a single impassioned
word, "YES!"
That only drove Roy on more, his passion growing as firmly as his cock,
"Your clit is hungry and needs to be tickled, Baby. Rub your clit
against me when I push all the way into you, and feel my hips as I push
up into your smooth young body. Ohhhh, my cock feels so good inside
you, Angela. Your pussy is so wonderfully hot and tight. You're my
every prize and fantasy, Angel. It feels so wonderful to make love to
you, Baby. This is my dream come true."
More of Roy's emotions and hidden passions seemed to be revealed, a
long-held secret slipping out from behind years of careful protection
and determined hiding. If he wasn't careful he might even promise
Angela things that he couldn't deliver, his hormones clouding more and
more of his logical and normally structured mind. But sex with a young
woman was breaking down his long-held desires to keep his secret mental
lover at bay, the struggle to hide behind his ministry and devotion to
God completely lost.
From some other universe clouded in body heat, sweat, tingling
sensations, slick electric sexual pleasure, and that unique feeling of
first-time-sex with a virgin Roy heard something that nearly drove him
mad.
"Are -- are you gonna -- ejack -- is that stuff -- will it ... inside
me -- " The young girl struggled to find the right words, her experience
outrunning her vocabulary. "I want to feel it happen."
Those were the most wicked but anticipated words he could have prayed
for, his very own young lover encouraging him to complete their joining.
The facade that he'd maintained for so long was completely gone and he
succumbed to the moment as he arched his back and pushed up into
Angela's body.
"Mmmm ... I'm getting ... close ... Baby."
Angela leaned forward and pushed her mouth over his ear as her red hair
draped across his face."I know I'm tight inside, right? I mean, that's
why men like virgins, right? I hope it's not too tight. Are you okay?"
The fact that she was so aware and knowledgeable about the purely
physical nature of their act was just one more surprise from his
precious parishioner. He found himself questioning again whether the
reality that twelve-year-old girls these days were so sophisticated was
a good thing. And of course, to hear her express concern over his
well-being at such a critical and important time in her life only made
his illicit love for her grow stronger.
"Oh ... Baby ... I can ... feel myself ... getting ... "
"I can feel it! Your ... cock is ... throbbing ... it feels like
it's growing ... inside ... me! Is that possible? I didn't know it
could get any bigger!"
"Yes, Baby!!! I can feel myself deep inside you ... I want to ...
pump ... feel ... "
"Something's happening to me too! Like what happened last night. Ohhh
? I love this feeling!"
Roy turned his head slightly and pressed his lips tightly against
Angela's ear, the sensation of her hair against his mouth so erotic and
exciting he was tempted to take a bite of her bright red locks. They
were complete lovers at that moment, close to attaining what all lovers
wish for during heated moments of passion.
"Push down onto me, Angel. Make love to me, Baby. Make love to your
loving uncle. You're mine tonight, Angel ... all mine! This feels ...
so .... MMMMMMM!!!"
"Yes ... more!"
"Thrust hard onto me if you want to, Angel. I'm right there for you,
Precious. It feels so wonderful to be inside you, Angela. Push your
pussy down onto my hips."
"Is it happening to you? Cuz I think it is for me."
"Give me, Baby!"
Roy then wrapped his arms around his twelve year old lover and whispered
into her ear.
"Fuck me, Angel ... fuck me good."
Angela's body seemed to accept the crude and nasty words, an automatic
and uncontrolled series of stuttering gyrations starting that neither of
them had any control over or desire to stop.
Her whimpers almost made it impossible for her to form a coherent word,
the struggle to achieve release so difficult Angela was beyond any
awareness of pleasure or joy she might have known.
"Oh geez -- oh geez -- oh geez," she kept repeating, her innocent mantra
announcing to Roy that he was about to accomplish his goal, bringing his
precious Angel to her most powerful and fulfilling orgasm yet at the
peak of her very first lovemaking.
The harder Angela tried to fight it, the less she was able. Her body
had taken control and her desire to sexual satisfaction far outweighed
any intelligence she might have considered before she let Roy have
access to her vagina. And like some specter from beyond a darkened
room, her orgasm was upon her.
"OH, ROY!!!"
They gyrated together as if two paint shakers had fallen together behind
a cabinet and were thrashing around wildly. Angela's body went rigid
for a few moments and then began to undulate in a supremely lurid
expression of lust, her orgasm filling every corpuscle of blood and
straining at all of her muscles. Roy was no better, his butt lifted off
the bed, his cock as far inside his young lover as it could travel, his
feet stretched out as far as they could go, and his hands holding onto
the only virgin underage lover he'd ever shared.
Any concept of orgasmic bliss was suddenly no longer valid. Angela's
words and demeanor threw every notion he'd ever had about a first-timer
enjoying her right of passage into womanhood right out of his awareness.
It seemed that suddenly his Angel had indeed been converted to the devil
that she had teased about becoming, as words he never expected to hear
from her came tumbling out of her mouth, in stark contrast to the
innocence of her young face. As if from some darkened closet that hid
all of Roy's demons, Angela's voice broke the haze of lust and their
impassioned panting.
"Cum in me, Roy. Fill me ... with your ...."
While thrusting almost out of control he could only utter two words.
"So tight!"
"I love it ... inside me ... even better than your tongue! Push ...
up ... into ... me!!!"
"Mmmmmmmm ... feels so good, Baby!"
"Up ... inside me, Roy."
"I'm gonna ... cum again ... Angel."
"Yes, do it! I'm getting close again too! It hurts ... but please
don't stop!"
"I'm ... I'm ... I'm ... "
Angela kept driving Roy like a galloping horse in a dead sprint to the
breaking point.
"Does it hurt you, Baby?"
"No!!!"
That's all he could take. As unbelievable as it seemed, Roy again
filled his young lover with his useless seed, their bodies pushed and
pulled together like supremely powerful magnets fighting natural forces
that were nearly at the atomic level.
Angela was at the downside of yet another sweet orgasm as she wrapped
her arms as far around her older lover as she could, and then quietly
uttered, "I feel your stuff inside me. It feels good -- weird, but
good."
There was nothing Roy could do save for his heart racing, deep panting,
and the natural undulation of his hips up into his preteen lover.
"Oh! Oh! Oh!"
"Can you keep it ... inside ... for a ... long time, Roy? I want to
feel you in me all night." Not waiting for his answer to her request,
Angela started moving faster and faster over the body of her lover, his
role suddenly reversed from that of sly seducer to a man being stretched
to the limits of his capacity by the she-devil he had released. He said
something that he couldn't have imagined would ever come out of his
mouth.
"ANGEL!!! SLOW DOWN, PLEASE!!! My heart's racing ... head pounding
... heart pounding ... "
And then from nowhere Angela began to arrive at a point in her young
life that she couldn't possibly have anticipated.
"Ruh-Ruh-ROY!!! I'm ... guh, guh, getting ... "
As hard as it was to fathom, another lovely orgasm was building inside
her body. How could their first time together be that magnificent?
Angela exhibited the elegant out-of-control demeanor that more mature
women might fear, but she had no preconceived notions of pleasure or
commitment, so she fell under the spell of orgasmic ecstasy once again.
"Cum for me, Angel. It's your turn again and I want you to take this as
far as you dare. Feel me pushing up into you, Sweetie. Roll your clit
around and play with it as I thrust up inside your pussy. Feel that
wonderful tingle and be naughty, be as naughty as you dare. Feel my
hardness inside your body. Nothing else matters at this moment. It's
just us together."
Poor Angela was nearly screaming at each of Roy's nasty but loving
comments. He could have slowed down and kept her at a nice plateau, but
he kept driving her just like she drove him. They were a strangely
matched couple because neither of them wanted to stop. All Roy knew was
to keep going.
"Feel me inside you, Angel ... throbbing, pulsing, aching, needing,
hot, thrusting."
"Yes, Roy!"
"Be nasty for me, Kitten. Roll your nipples around and tug lightly on
those luscious points."
Angela forgot everything about decency and morality that her parents had
taught her, her small hands claiming her breasts and doing their best to
follow her naughty mature lover's directions. She fell forward
slightly, placing one of her tender breasts against his mouth.
Between muffled words and expressions of lust, Roy shared what he could
with his fantasy lover.
"Oh, Baby! So sweet ... so soft ... my mouth is ... on your nipples
... my finger on your clit ... cock inside your tight body ... this
is too much, like ... sensory overload."
"I'm ... I'm ... here I go!!!"
Those were the right kind of words to make the older man happy. His
desire, as always, was to share in that precious sensation with Angela
to the fullest.
"I'm here, Baby. Make love to me -- feel us together. The hot wet
sensation of your pussy ... that loving pain that you'll always
remember as your first time ... that sweet ecstasy of sex while we're
merging together, our bodies intertwined, flesh into flesh ... nasty
... loving."
"Roy -- stop!"
"Okay, Angel."
"I'm ... I'm ... worn out."
"Relax, Baby. Just go slow, now. Relax. Just feel me touching you
softly, slowly, calmly. Your heart is pounding and so is mine and our
bodies are hot and sweaty. It feels so nice to be this close to you,
even if we're both wet and sticky."
"I feel so ... I don't know the right word. It's like I just finished
a hard soccer game ... and my team won."
"Sated, Angel?"
"I guess ... whatever that word means."
"This has been so erotic, so tender, so special. Now ... I'd like to
ask you to just relax for a minute and trust me, okay?"
"'Kay."
"We're going to relax for a little while because we're both very tired.
If you're too worn out to move we can just stay here like this until
you've got some energy back. For now, all I want from you is a nice
relaxed and calm demeanor. Feel that wonderful excitement just a little
longer. Just celebrate in my very light and tender caresses, Baby.
Right now there's no sexual drive in my hands or body -- just loving
touches and a wish that you can feel this wonderful sensation all night
long."
His hands traveled over her back, her rounded butt, down between her
thighs just far enough to steal a little of their shared lubrication, up
along that tight crease that made her ass look so tempting to invade,
and then deep between her full round cheeks in back until he was lightly
touching her rosebud. His free hand tenderly rubbed and massaged her
shoulders, neck, upper back, and even through her soft and slightly
sweaty hair. Every part of her body needed to be touched and enjoyed,
her silky smooth and tender flesh like a narcotic for the jubilant but
tired man.
It was while he was holding her butt in one hand, firmly pushing up with
his hips, reveling in the snug grip of her slightly quivering pussy, and
also slowly caressing the back of her neck between his thumb and fingers
with his free hand that he heard a subdued whimper from one very tired
preteen.
"Mmmmm ... thanks, Roy."
After a loving kiss along her cheek close to her ear he centered his
mouth over that elfin curl and whispered, "Did I hurt you, Baby? Are
you okay?"
"I'm okay ... better than okay ... I'm supercalafragilistic!"
"How about if I gave you a nice shower, then we can get a good night's
sleep."
"Sounds good to me!"
Angela paused for a moment and then continued, "I'm all worn out, ...
but it felt so wonderful."
"That did feel very nice, Precious. Thank you."
"You are quite welcome, Sir. Glad to be of service." She started
giggling.
Roy hugged Angela snugly and knew she was too young to express any true
awareness of what love might be like between them. In a still slight
playful mood Roy began to play with her soft butt and nibbled on her
ear. The delightfully round curvature of her ass, just plump enough to
nicely fill the tight jeans and shorts she seemed to like to wear,
unleashed even more suppressed thoughts from his fervid brain. "If I'm
really lucky, I might convince her to let me try that entrance also,"
his inner demon urged, "since she didn't seem to mind when I was
tickling her tender back door with my finger while she was looking at my
porn mag."
After his brain fantasized about taking her butt he softly hinted, "I'm
gonna warn you, Angel, if you sleep as soundly as I think you will I
might be tempted to fondle you ... if you don't mind."
"PERV! Aren't you even going to let me have a good night's rest after
all that nasty stuff you did to me?"
Her words, although delivered with a grin, were a perfect reminder that
his young lover might not be nearly as interested in as much sex as he
was. Roy felt guilty for his continuous and unrelenting desire to coax
so much out of his preteen guest, but he also took pride in knowing that
Angela had experienced a far more loving and gentle sexual awakening
than most girls her age could ever hope for.
"It's okay, Baby. I promise I'll leave you alone tonight. It's kinda
hard for me to begin to appreciate just how incredible this weekend has
been."
"It isn't over yet!"
That was the perfect hint for him to give her a little foretaste of what
she might be urging from her older lover and teacher if she'd allow him
to make love to her before the sun came up. Without any warning his
hips pushed up into hers, his slightly softened cock still firm enough
to send a perception of heat throbbing deep inside her adult body.
"Oh geez!"
"I can be lovingly cruel, Kitten ... but unless you really want to stay
connected to me like this all night long, we better think about that
shower."
Her head turned sideways against his shoulder and with her mouth lightly
touching his neck as if she was about to kiss him, she softly whimpered
from deep within her throat. "Can we just ... like ... stay like this
for a little while, Roy ... please? I wanna remember tonight as the
most special night in my whole life and I just don't want it to end."
"Sure, Kitten. But if I can't keep my mind focused I, uh ... I might
slip out of you and we'd make a real mess of our bed. There might be a
little blood mixed with my semen, and I don't imagine you'd wanna change
the sheets this late at night."
The mention of blood pulled her from a cloud of bliss and enjoyment back
to reality. It took some doing, but after some careful maneuvering and
plenty of tissues they managed to get both of their bodies cleaned up
enough to prevent a minor disaster in their bed. Roy helped the tired
but happy preteen down the stairs and into the bathroom. He knew she
needed plenty of privacy and after directing her naked butt to the
commode stepped into the shower and pulled the curtain closed. It was
only after the hiss from the shower started that he spoke.
"When you're done come join me, Precious. I need to clean you up so I
can put some medicine inside your pussy. After that you can sleep
soundly and hug me all night long if you wish."
Once she was finished, wiped, and the commode flushed, Angela stepped
around the back of the shower curtain. After she closed it she wrapped
her arms around the larger bulk of a mature man who'd shown her such
tremendous tenderness and love.
"Thanks, Roy."
He pretty much knew why he was being praised and just held her arms
snugly to his tummy. No words were needed to acknowledge what she'd
offered, but a gentle hand around his back and across her pert little
ass for a soft fondle might have conveyed what his mind and heart wanted
to share.
Washing her vulva and tenderly checking her vagina required the finesse
and delicacy of a brain surgeon, his kneeling position between her feet
affording him a face-on view of her bright red and highly irritated
pussy. She was laved with the softness normally provided to an infant
by her mother, his slow and determined movements monitored by her
wide-eyed and slightly apprehensive gaze. There were a few spots that
might have been more tender than others, but even while he was gently
working his right middle finger around her insides to make sure he
hadn't permanently torn her flesh internally her hips undulated into his
touch and she moaned as if she wanted more. The lack of blood on his
finger when he removed it relieved him. Later that night, if his body
was up to it, she might get the encore her quiet groans and tight hugs
indicated she might want.
She was dried, checked thoroughly, and then he applied a generous
portion of medicinal balm to her torn maidenhead and even slightly
inside her stretched vaginal walls. It took some doing, but Roy managed
to carry her up the stairs. Dumping her onto the bed they both fell
onto her sexual sacrificial altar and just stared into each others' eyes
by the light of the moon as it streamed through the upstairs window.
"Turn over, Baby. I owe you something."
Staring into his eyes Angela knew she could trust her mature lover and
mentor, so she leaned forward, gave him a little kiss on the lips, and
then rolled over onto her tummy. When Roy nestled his body over her
thighs about six inches from her pert little ass Angela had a brief
moment of reluctance, that position potentially painful and evocative of
yet more lurid fucking by a sex-crazed older man.
But rather than stuff his cock between her thighs and force the preteen
to submit to his lusty desires, the newly experienced young woman felt
both of his hands begin to caress and then massage her shoulders and
back.
"Mmmmmmm! That feels sooooo good, Roy!"
"Sssshhhhh!!! You're not supposed to say anything until I'm done."
"'kay ."
It didn't take more than ten minutes before Angela was out cold. Her
rhythmic breathing, relaxed acceptance of anything he did, and the
careless permission by his motionless playmate to grant him total
freedom to shift her arms and legs in any direction was silent testimony
that she was no longer conscious of his being anywhere near her.
In one last lewd deed before he lie down beside his naked lover Roy
teased her bum with his thumbs, took a perverse look at her puckered
ass, and slowly wiggled his enlivened cock against her pursed rosebud.
Rather than rudely push it in, he was satisfied to just keep his cock
snugly against her butt while he covered her body with his, encompassing
her in a living blanket of immoral warmth.
Even half-asleep she seemed to understand something was teasing at her
ass and she actually arched her back, pushing her tush up as if inviting
his invasion. He considered taking her up on her offering, but by then
she was genuinely asleep.
He pushed his penis down until it slipped between her thighs, tight
against the saddle of her pussy. He slowly moved against her, as if
masturbating against her delicate softness. He felt like he could have
fucked her for an hour that way without spraying his seed all over the
place, but it somehow felt like he was violating her trust. His guilt
overtook him, so he withdrew and rolled onto his side next to her,
looking out the high window overhead as he felt pangs of regret for
having even considered fucking her without permission. While he stared
out into the darkened sky and saw whole galaxies of stars Angela shifted
closer and mumbled, "I'm chilly! Hold me, please."
His throat tightened, he felt a tear form, and the man lost any sense of
pain in his body whatsoever. The only thing that mattered was his young
and gentle little preteen lover, his ambition to protect her, teach her,
and support her for as long as she sought his council and comfort. It
didn't even seem wrong to cup her bare butt and caress a small measure
of her naked breast as she lie against his chest. Their bond was
growing tremendously with each new sharing and Roy wasn't about to deny
Angela anything reasonable any longer.
While holding his twelve year old recently deflowered playmate tight to
his body Roy looked toward Heaven and softly tendered what might have
been considered a dangerous prayer, "Thank you, Lord, for allowing me to
help this child become aware of her own body in a safe and protected
manner. She didn't need to be date-raped, or treated like a piece of
teenage meat for some talented and selfish brute in the back of his car.
Her sexual awakening needed to be slow, considerate, gentle, and shared
in a safe and clean environment where she could ask her many questions
and be allowed to stop the loss of her childhood if she wanted to. I
know I've done a horribly despicable deed by having sex with an underage
child, but ... she was bound and determined to learn all she could as
quickly as possible, and You know I never had any desire to harm her in
any way."
He paused to check for Angela's awareness of his whispered prayer, and
when she remained still and he could feel her body shift up and down to
her deep and steady breathing, continued.
"I have a lot of praying to do for the rest of my life and can only hope
You'll grant me a measure of consideration for my vile Earthly hunger,
so fear not and expect to see me in Your house far more often in the
coming days than at any time in my life before this wonderful weekend.
I won't beg to be forgiven, Lord, because I knew full well what I was
doing when I took this ... baby into my arms and had sex ... made love
to her. All I ask is that, in Your infinite wisdom, You'll grant me a
measure of peace as I struggle through the remainder of my days in Your
universe. Thank you, Lord. Thank you for giving me one last chance to
share in the wonders of a young woman's body before I take my place as a
chaste and much more decent man."
Accepting Angela into his bed for her sexual awakening was the converse
of his adult accomplishments, a man of God deflowering the 12-yr-old
daughter of dear friends, the antithesis of his normal and decent
activities. Her smooth, strong, and nude preteen body was held snugly
to his, the repeated orgasms she reveled in as he repeatedly thrust his
cock into her pussy so sweet, the nasty and crude words that she used to
stir his loins into utter revolt echoing in his head, and her unbridled
willingness to afford as much immoral affection to the first man to
enter her previously chaste adolescent body a welcome vacation that
never should have been attempted, nor might ever be repeated.
Of all the things that Roy could have asked of his religious boss and
creator, spending hours in bed with an anxious, mature, and generous
preteen would have to remain something he could never openly pray about
or acknowledge. Slowly undulating his hips into her lithe frame and
feeling that lewd and loving return gesture of sexual hunger as she
pushed back was the pinnacle of coital delight for the mature and
thankful man.
Nobody would have agreed with him, but Roy knew he'd done the right
thing, because Angela had been treated with respect, affection,
tenderness, maturity, and love. Within ten minutes of his whispered
prayer and in their shared naked embrace under a warm blanket both of
them were sound asleep.
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